Until the Moon Sends Me Running

The Exploration: Debut For a Fresh Muse

Rain pours, water slapping water

She crashes as she falls

“Only out to the ankles’” I told my mom

Now the ocean greets my shorts

Until the moon sends me running

Sunshine is hot, water is cold

Still I feel no comfort, only loneliness

The way of the world,

Memories flash, striking my body

Just like a lightning bolt

The ocean will not sustain boats today

But she welcomes me with open arms

Until the moon sends me running

I turn to the closed doors up ahead

The trek up the mountains made

Only to be greeted by glass, abandonment

There will come a time when I turn back

But for now I sink to the smooth sand

Cool and soft, perfect, left alone by man

And I will stay where I belong

So long as I remain enveloped in welcomeness

Until the moon sends me running

The ocean is an endless blanket

She rolls over me, under and around

But she never rolls right on through me

Like a hug from the best friend I left behind

Until the moon sends me running.

Thanks for reading; a brand new muse spoke to me for this one and I’d love to know what you thought of her perspective.

With special thanks to Taylor B. for the inspiration.

…BRD…

I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.

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